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[Pure Acid Dreamer]

Samuel pretended not to notice the males shift in demeanor as he took his hand back to the steering wheel. It wasn't as though he was avoiding his touch on purpose. But the way the road curved following the turnpike, he felt safer for them them both by keep both hands on the wheel. This part of the interstate was always a little tricky and he was sure Micha would agree that it was better to drive safe than allow them both to die in a fiery car crash.

Upon reaching the hotel, Samuel watched as the male unfolded his arms and at last turned back to him. He smirked as he was teased. "You say that like I wasn't going to kiss you at all." he teased back. Unbuckling his own seat belt, Samuel leaned over the console, and brushed the males hair back from his face. Cupping his cheek Samuel pressed a gentle kiss gentle at first before deepening it enough to leave him wanting more. Samuel pulled away looking quite pleased with himself. As well as a little aroused. Sitting back in his seat Samuel pulled out his phone. His thumb swiping across the screen as he then brought up the contact menu to add a new contact. He then passed the device over to Micha, watching him curiously.

 

[xDarkWinterx]

As they got back to the hotel, he knew that Samuel would kiss him goodbye. He merely couldn’t help but tease him. Micha laughed softly as Samuel returned his teasing tone. He shrugged lightly, ”Hmm, maybe you weren’t.” Micha spoke lying as he smiled at Samuel. He watched as Samuel moved to unbuckle himself and lean over the console. Micha relaxed as Samuel slipped a hand over his face brushing his hair aside. He felt Samuel cup his cheek, before leaning over and kissed him. Micha returned the kiss, soon feeling it deepen. He leaned over, as he slipped a hand over Samuel’s chest. Micha was a little disappointed as Samuel soon pulled away, leaving him wanting. He watched as Samuel pulled away to grab his phone. Micha bit his lip as he sat there. He was feeling aroused as well by the short kiss. Seeing Samuel pull open his contact and soon handing it to him. Micha took it as he entered his number, saving in Samuel’s phone. He smiled, ”One for the road.” Micha spoke teasing Samuel, as he leaned over again to kiss him deeply. He nipped slightly on his lip, as he kissed him before soon pulling away. Micha handed Samuel back his phone, as he moved to get out of the car. He closed the door behind him, as he waved Samuel goodbye. Micha knew the night was early, but he was still in the mood for some ice cream.

 

[Pure Acid Dreamer]

He wasn't sure what he was feeling right now and he was glad the male wasn't asking more unnecessary questions. He wasn't angry at Jepsen for being affectionate. It was sweet of him, really. But it also felt a little strange, as though he really was jumping right out of one relationship and into another. He knew this was not the case at all. But for a moment he did wonder what that might be like. After turning his head away he calmed as the male lips moved across the side of his neck. He closed his eyes as he continued to do so. His fingers, still in the males hair,wrapping a little tighter. Careful though not to pull."Mm yes!" He moaned a little louder as Jepsen thrust his c**k deeper inside him. His back arching slightly. "Do that again!" He tipped his head back more to give the man more room. Biting his lower lip as the male pushed again inside him. He c**k, nearly forgotten twitched against his stomach. Still hard and making a sticky mess near his navel.

 

[xDarkWinterx]

The feel of Ally’s hand in his hair didn’t bother him. He didn’t even mind if he pulled it a little. Jepsen wasn’t tender headed, thought as long as he wasn’t pulling too much. He listened as Ally moaned louder, as he moved his hips thrusting deep inside him. Jepsen smirked slightly, as he obliged to his demands. He pulled out a little, before pushing back inside Ally. Jepsen pulled back from Ally’s neck, as he held onto his hips. He ran his hands down Ally’s thighs, as he moved his hips. Jepsen picked up his pace as he moved inside Ally. His c**k throbbing inside his a**, as he held onto him. He enjoyed the few of Ally’s lusty pleasure, as he moved his hips inside him. Jepsen hadn’t forgotten back Ally’s c**k, which lay dripping precum between his legs. He merely enjoyed the sight of him however in such a state, he didn’t dare touch him.

 

[Pure Acid Dreamer]

He didn't mind the males teasing. After all he was used to it. Samuel rolled his eyes before kissing the male. His lips quirked as Micha leaned closer to him, his hand pressing against his chest. Had he not pulled back he wondered if Micha would tried to get into his lap. Pulling away, he saw the same look of arousal that he was feeling. It would pass soon enough. Samuel handed over his cell phone and waited patiently for Micha to enter his information into his phone. He watched curiously as the male soon finished up and turned his attention back to him with a teasing remark. Samuel was not given time to react before the male came closer to kiss him. His eyes fluttering shut as he kissed back passionately. He grunted softly as the male nipped his lip before pulling away. Disappointed that he had stopped, Samuel sighed. He took his phone back as he was handed to him and stuffed it back into his pocket. "Bye. I love you." he said just before the door was closed. He smiled as the male waved and waved back once more. Sighing once more, Samuel shifted gears and pulled away from the curb.

The drive back out of the city and to his club took well over an hour. Traffic had picked up quite a bit after dropping him off. By the time he reached the club he had about an hour and a half to prepare for opening. He sent a quick text to Micha to let him know he had gotten to the club safely. He also let him know that if he spotted the male in his club he owed him a tank of gas. It was meant to be a joke of course. But it had not been that long since he dropped him off. After parking his car, Samuel threw on his blazer and marched up to the club doors. He went about his usual routine of disarming the alarm and started turning on lights. For the most part the club was spotless. Samuel padded into the back to go into his office. The halls were blissfully silent and nicely clean. He had maybe half an hour before the employees started setting things up and making noise for all the world to hear.

Going over to his computer, he waited for the machine to come to life. When it did some five minutes later, he opened up his e-mail and found a few responding messages about upcoming events. As well as two new bills and payment received from his last event. He set himself straight to work and pushed all of his thoughts of Micha to the back of his mind. The man wasn't going anywhere. And at last he knew where he was staying. It may not be tonight, or tomorrow, or even the next day. But eventually he would see him again.

Over the next few hours, the club was just as busy as ever with a line wrapping all the way around the building. The guest DJ he hired was a rousing success. People were dancing, having fun, drinks were flying, and the profits were soaring. It was an amazing night that he almost forgot about how anxious he'd been feeling this morning. The excitement continued on into the wee hours of the morning when they closed at close to four in the morning. After paying the DJ, making sure all was cleaned up,and locking up Samuel was dead tired. He didn't even have the energy to turn out all the lights. One of these days he was going to get a kill-all switch. Or maybe some kind of censor. Yawning, Samuel set the alarm and walked out the door, locking it behind him. He dragged his feet to his car and slid behind the wheel. He pulled out his phone to text Micha once more. "I'm going home and going to bed. Good night." was all he wrote.

Turning on his car he started in the direction of the mansion. The closer he got the more he didn't want to go. Sure he was tired. But he didn't want to sleep alone. Samuel shook his head. He was being childish. He was a grown man. He'd been sleeping alone all year. It wasn't like he wouldn't see Micha ever again. Maybe a couple of days, but certainly before the next weekend. Sighing, he followed the familiar streets back to the mansion. It was an easy drive since most of the streets were clear and all of the lights had gone from being normal to yellow caution lights. Within minutes he was pulling up to the iron gates and driving down the long driveway. There were no other cars meaning his brothers were not home to bother him. Just the glowing lights along the porch. Samuel opened the garage and slid his car inside. He was slow to shutting the door and turning off his car. A part of him wanting so badly to go to the hotel. It was already after 4:30 A.M. Who was to say he would even be up.

Yawning, Samuel dragged himself out of the car and up to the door. He groaned as he was then met with the high pitched alarm. Punching in the code twice, he proceeded to lock the doors and drag himself up to the bathroom. He stripped down to nothing to take a quick hot shower. Ten minutes later he was dried and dressed in a white t-shirt and black sweat pants. His bed felt oddly big but he tried not to think about it. After turning out the light, Samuel crawled beneath the sheets and hugged a pillow to his chest as he started to drift.

Three and a half hours had passed and he had hardly slept. He wanted to blame other things like work or his anxiety. But he knew that to be a lie. The real reason he couldn't sleep was simple. This pillow was not Micha. Kicking back covers, he sat up and rubbed his face. A quick glance at the clock told him it was just after 8 o'clock. It was still kinda early but not enough to make Micha slam a door in his face, right? He swung his legs over the bed and stood. Striping away his sweats, he padded over to the closet to pull on some clean underwear as well as a pair of jeans. Grabbing a black hoodie from the closet he threw that on as well and went to go grab the rest of his things. It took him exactly three minutes to find his phone and another two to pull on his socks and shoes. Snatching up his keys from the bowl by the door Samuel punched in his alarm code yet again and locked up the mansion. He speed walked over to his car and practically jumped behind the wheel. His patience was thin as he waited for the garage door to open and peel down the drive way. There was only one thing on his mind right now and that was he wanted to see Micha.

 

[xDarkWinterx]

Leaving Samuel was not something he wanted to do either. Micha knew however that he couldn’t keep Samuel from his duties. He waved goodbye to Samuel watching as he drove away. Micha sighed, but slipped his hands into his pockets. He opted for the convenience store, as he started toward the crosswalk. The idea of getting ran over did not bode well for him.

After walking across the street, he made his way toward the convenience store. It was just a small little shop which held snacks and a few grocery items. Micha made his way inside, as he walked toward the back where the freezer section was. He looked through the small section of ice cream they had. Micha eventually opted for the Ben and Jerry’s Cinnamon Buns Ice Cream. He didn’t need an entire quart, just a pint would do and suffice.

Once he was done getting his ice cream, Micha made his way back toward the hotel. Entering the hotel, he glanced to see a text from a familiar friend as his phone went off. Taisia is mad at me again. Can I come stay with you at the hotel? : ( Micha read the text from Grisha, replying back to him as he made his way toward the elevator. Sure, but you have to sleep on the couch. He replied though knew it wouldn’t happen. Grisha was never fond of sleeping on the couch, even when he visited him at his house.

Sitting in his bed, with his pint of ice cream in hand. Micha flipped through the channels provided by the hotel, at least they had cable. He glanced toward his phone as it buzzed. Micha smiled seeing it was from Samuel. He was glad to hear he had arrived at the club, just fine. Micha also found it amusing that Samuel would charge him if he left to come to the hotel. He had no plans however to leave, while he was waiting for Grisha to show up.

Another hour went by and he had already finished his ice cream. Micha heard a knock on the door. He slipped out of bed, crossing the room and opening the door. Micha took in the sight of Grisha, his best friend. He smiled as he leaned over to hug him, but also took note of his suitcase. ”That bad?” Micha asked motioning toward the suitcase, as he motioned for Grisha to follow him inside.

A few hours of talking and not really watching the tv. Micha lay on his bed with Grisha. He knew the male wouldn’t keep his boundaries, but he had grown used to his behavior. Micha wasn’t afraid of Grisha making an moves on him however. They had tried it once when they were younger, but Grisha just wasn’t his type, but he also knew that Grisha would never cheat on his wife.

The hours grew long, and all he could do was check his phone the entire time he lay there. Micha missed Samuel already, but wouldn’t call or text him. He even wanted to get up and catch a cab to the club but he would only be contradicting himself. As the hours went by, Micha felt his phone go off beside him. He smiled as he texted Samuel back, Be careful. Goodnight, I love you. Micha texted back, feeling better as he was growing tired.

With the lights and tv off in the room, Micha had fallen asleep. Grisha slept beside him wearing nothing but his boxers. He had gotten used to sleep in the same bed as Micha. Even when he visited him, he preferred the bed. Grisha had known Micha since they were eleven. He had grown up in the same neighborhood as Micha. Grisha loved his as a friend, though he still cared about him deeply. The idea of being with him however would never work out. He loved his wife too much, even if they fought she always took him back.

Morning seemed the come, as Micha rolled in the bed. It was a little after nine thirty as he woke. He rolled in the bed to see Grisha sleeping beside him. Micha sighed running a hand through his hair. He moved to push back the blankets. Micha ached a little as hadn’t really slept comfortably. Standing up, he moved toward the bathroom to take care of his morning business. He also was in need of a shower too.

 

[Pure Acid Dreamer]

All night he was tempted to go back to Micha. He felt like one of those kids who couldn't survive a single night at sleep away camp. It was just a little separation anxiety nothing to get excited over. He smiled when the male text him back and got home just in time to get a few hours of restless sleep. After hours of fighting the urge, he got up, dressed and out the door. Sliding behind the wheel, he steer his car down the driveway. The sky was cloudy and looked like rain might be on the way any minute now. Samuel didn't bother checking his weather app. It would only distract him. As he soon reached the main roads, Samuel drove in the direction of the interstate. The streets were much busier as people were rushing off to drop off their kids and head back to the city for work or whatever else they did with their day. He paid them no mind.

It didn't take Samuel very long to turn on to the interstate. He would admit he was driving a bit recklessly, but it wasn't the first time. He just wanted to see him. If he asked why he was there he would make an excuse. Something like he stayed at the Penthouse last night and wanted to know if Micha wanted to get breakfast with him. That sounded plausible, right? Totally not inconveniencing at all. Especially since his text made it seem like he was really tired. Okay maybe not use that excuse. He'd think of a better one of the way.

Just as he predicted, it started to rain on his drive over. Big, fat drops splashed against the windshield before coming down all at once. Samuel slowed the car as the rain came down heavily. He turned on his lights as a streak of lightning pierced the sky. He thought about turning back, but by this point he had already been on the road for twenty-five minutes. He almost half way there.

The storm did not let up nor the traffic. In fact, it only got worse as he got closer to the city. It was to be expected of course. It was a weekday and in his opinion, still the morning rush. Things wouldn't simmer down until 4 A.M..He listened to the rain hitting the roof and inched closer with each car. All around him were vehicles. In front, to his sides, and miles behind him. He could only guess that there must have been some kind of accident. Just his luck, there was no other way around. At least that he knew of. He wasn't about to go play in some back country dirt road. Not in this weather anywhere. And certainly not alone. He'd seen enough horror movies to know how that would go.

As they crept further up the road it was just as he assumed. One car was parked on the side of the road with their hood smashed in. While another was on its' side on the shoulder of the road. There was also glass on the ground, as well as broken parts while an ambulance and two cop cars took care of the people involved. Samuel tried not to stare too long and moved along with the rest of the cars. When he was free, he felt like rejoicing as they were back to normal speed limits.

The remainder of the drive took him another fifty minutes. By the time he arrived at the hotel, it was already after nine. He pulled up to the valet and handed his keys over to the man waiting, taking the ticket that was handed to him. Marching into the lobby, he was surprised by how nice it was. It was nicer than he thought it was. He wondered if it was really as cheap as Micha claimed it to be. Maybe he won the lottery or something while he was away.

Walking up to the reception desk, Samuel was greeted by an older man who gave him a once over. He knew he wasn't dressed his sharpest at the moment, but did he really look that bad. He had to wonder. He smiled politely and told the man how he was here to meet his visiting family but forgot the room number. The man gave him a weary look but did not argue the story. After telling him Micha's name, he was given his room number as well as direction on how to get to it. He thanked the man and made for the elevators across the lobby.

Samuel weaved through the people coming and going in the lobby and tapped his foot while he waited. When the doors opened, he walked into the elevator, pressing a button and waited as the machine claimed. As luck would have it, he was not alone in his elevator journey. He was met with numerous people asking him if the mechanism was going up or down. Some people decided to stay where they were, while others shrugged and joined him for the ride. Upon reaching the correct floor, he looked for the signs with the room numbers, repeating Micha's room over and over in his head. He speed walked down the hall and took a breath as he soon found it. Raising his hand, he knocked three times sharply. Hopefully Micha would be up. He knew him not to be much of a morning person, but it seemed late enough.

 

[Pure Acid Dreamer]

Alaine hardly ever pulled someone's hair. Unless he really wanted someone's attention or it was requested of him. Since he already had the males attention and it wasn't requested, he saw no reason in doing so. He quivered beneath the male as he continued to thrust, his voice growing louder and filled with lust. He felt a little embarrassed but for the moment did not care. Demanding more of the male, he released his grip on the males hair as he slipped away. Alaine turned his head, catching a glimpse of him smirking down at him. He braced himself as the males c**k slipped out of him before pushing hard back into him. He gasped in pleasure. Alaine bit his bottom lip as the male dragged his hands over his thighs, his powerful hips pressing more forcefully inside him. He wrapped his legs around the males waist and gripped the edge of the pillow. Alaine stared up at the male with a lustful gaze. He wanted so badly to be touched even more. His c**k was practically on display begging for attention as his remained untouched. There was nothing wrong with his own hand, but he wanted Jepsen to do it for him.

 

[xDarkWinterx]

Grisha had been rather surprised to hear from Micha again. They hadn’t lost contact since he left the states. He had been worried about him this last year. Grisha didn’t know what had transpired the sudden move back home. He hadn’t questioned it, but he didn’t want to push it either. Grisha was glad to hear that Micha was back in the states. He hadn’t really talked to much about what had happened, if anything. However he knew Micha wasn’t the type to just up and leave everything behind like he had without a reason. Grisha had even been surprised when he saw the for sale sign in front of Micha’s yard as he drove by it. He had been the one to take care of getting all his things in storage, since Micha had left in a hurry.

In a way, coming over here had been a lie. Grisha had been worried about Micha. He had sort of made up that Taisia and he had gotten in a fight. It was merely a lie, but in a way it wasn’t. Grisha was having a rough patch with Taisia right now, but he wouldn’t let it get to him. He was more worried about his best friend. Grisha didn’t have many, at least only one.

He had arrived at the hotel with a suitcase in hand. Grisha didn’t know how long he would be staying with Micha, but he wanted to give the illusion he was having issues with his wife. It was a normal thing, after all they fought, they made up and so on.

They had spent most of the night talking, though he could tell there was something on Micha’s mind. He seemed a little distracted, but also kept looking at his phone every five seconds. Grisha didn’t know who or what was on his mind, but at least everything seemed better with him. He had talked to Micha a few weeks after he had gone back to Germany. Grisha had heard the hurt in his voice but didn’t know what had happened. He didn’t ask either, he knew Micha would tell him when he was ready or he wouldn’t.

As the night turned into morning, they had both fallen asleep. Grisha slept beside Micha in nothing but his boxers. He found the idea of clothes to sleep was too restricting. Grisha also didn’t like the idea of a couch, when a bed was available. He slept comfortable, as he breathed softly in his sleep. Grisha also enjoyed a bed partner, even if they were just sleeping beside each other. The idea of sleeping alone was just sad and pitiful.

Lying there asleep, the sound of running water alerted him he was now alone in the bed. Rolling over as he lay there, Grisha suddenly heard a knock at the door. He was not in the mood to get up, as was rather comfortable. Grisha knew this hotel didn’t have room service do it wasn’t as if Micha had ordered breakfast. He sighed softly, figuring he might as well get up. Grisha pushed back the blankets and ran a hand through his hair. It struck up all over in different places. He crossed the room as he made his way toward the door. Grisha opened it to see a man dressed in a black hoodie in jeans. He pulled the door closer to his body, as he leaned against the door frame. ”Can I help you?” Grisha asked curiously looking the man over. He had no clue who he was. Grisha could still hear the water running as he stood there.

 

[Pure Acid Dreamer]

Standing outside the door, he stood there awkwardly. He was sure this was the correct room number. He looked up and down the hall, seeing no one. Thinking he might try to knock again, the door was answered by a gruff man. His hair came down to his shoulders and he wore a thick beard. If he was being honest he might even dare say the man was handsome. When he spoke it was obvious he had just woken up. "Ugh....I'm sorry. I think I have the wrong room." he said feeling even more awkward.

Something was off though. His head kept telling him that he wasn't wrong. This was definitely right. What wasn't right was the man behind the door. Who was he? Samuel was pretty sure they had never met. He looked as though he belonged in some hipster coffee shop in Seattle. He eyed the male curiously but nothing came to mind. He was certain they had never met a day in either of their lives. Samuel was curious to try to look past the male but the way he clung to the door it was impossible. Somewhere behind him he could hear the shower, not that it meant anything. It could have been for himself. Or possibly a guest. "Look, I don't mean to be rude. But is someone named Micha Polzin staying here?" he asked curiously.

 

[xDarkWinterx]

Grisha was not a morning person either. He usually didn't get out of bed till afternoon. Opening the door he looked over the male before him. Grisha had gotten out of bed for this. He looked like a lost puppy. Grisha took in his clothes but also face. The subtle hint of a models face. He could see the confusion on his face as he spoke. Grisha rolled his eyes slightly, ”Obviously.” He spoke as he remained where he was. Grisha didn't know this strange man nor why he was here.

Standing there he watched as the male seemed to look him over. Grisha stood there irritated. He knew his look usually raised questions but he wasn't here to please anyone. Grisha was growing bored by standing there. He moved to close the door but was cut off by the male speaking again. Grisha raised an eye at him. ”What's it to you?” He asked curiously opening the door a little more allowing the male to see inside toward the only bed in the room. The sheets were messed up and clothes were strewn on the floor as well.

 

[Pure Acid Dreamer]

The longer he stood there, the more he did not care for the male. He was not the person he was looking for and had no business with him. Samuel tried and failed to keep his face blank as he apologize. He frowned as the male replied rudely. He didn't understand what was this guys problem. It wasn't his fault he was just rolling out of bed. Half of the city was up by this hour. Samuel attempted to look past him but no avail. He blinked a few times as he realized the door was beginning to close and quickly asked his next question. The door swung back open, allowing him to see in to the room for the first time. A small pile of clothes laid about the rooms' floor and the sheets on the bed were an absolute mess.

Samuel didn't want to dwell on these facts for too long. He turned his gaze back to the man who was giving him an odd look. He wasn't sure what to make of it. He felt a twinge of irritation as the male spoke again, answering him with another question. "I'm his boyfriend. Who the hell are you?" he replied, a bit offended. Samuel looked the male over again now that he had a better view of him. He was covered in tattoos as well as a few piercing, and was wearing nothing but a pair of boxers. Just who was this guy? Micha was an only child, so out went the sibling option. And as far as he knew any extended family wouldn't be in New York. There was that friend of his, Gilbert? Gram? Could that be him? Sure Micha wasn't....No. That was impossible. He didn't even want to allow his mind to acknowledge that option. Still, he couldn't help feel a little panicky. He just wanted to see Micha and for whatever reason this guy wasn't letting him.

 

[xDarkWinterx]

Micha had never really talked to him about his lovers. He found that Micha kept that part of his life a secret. Grisha knew that Micha was gay just as he was bisexual. It would surprise him to hear he had a boyfriend. After all he never met any of them. Standing there he could he see the annoyance in his eyes. Grisha found it amusing after all he could see his brain churning as be stood there taking in the state of the bedroom.

Crossing his arms as he stood there. He waited for an answer. Grisha was surprised however by his answer. He smirked lightly, ”Micha doesn't have boyfriends.” Grisha spoke teasing as he uncrossed his arms. He stepped into the hallway reaching out toward the male. Grisha grabbed the front of his hoodie. ,”Besides he's mine.” He spoke teasing the male. Grisha heard the shower turn off as he stood teasing the male. He wanted to see how far he could push him.

 

[Pure Acid Dreamer]

Whoever Micha decided to tell that they were dating was his choice. Just as it was Samuel's choice to introduce Micha to his siblings. He didn't know who this guy was or how he even knew. But he was caring less about him by the minute. It annoyed him that stood there looking so smug. As if he were in on some big secret and was having a great laugh about it. He watched the male cross his arms as he waited. When he told him how he was Micha's boyfriend, the surprise on his face was subtle before quickly vanishing altogether. He felt another twinge of irritation as the male smirked and taunted him. "Bullshit." he replied softly.

It was about all he could say before the man unfolded his arms and stepped closer towards him. He gasped in surprise as the front of his clothes were grabbed and he was pulled closer. Samuel glared up at the as he was taunted once more. "Over my ******** dead body." he said angrily. "Now get off me!" Samuel pushed the male as hard as he could. He hardly budged, but at least he managed to get his hoodie loose from his grip and take a step back. Samuel hardly noticed the shower turning off. That had to be Micha. If it was, then he could call off his goon.

 

[xDarkWinterx]

It wasn't that he kept his love life private from Grisha. Micha merely didn't find it relevant. He didn't see why he should tell Grisha about every little thing. Micha finished in the shower as he turned off the water. He hadn't meant to wake up Grisha but it was his own fault for coming over. Micha grabbed a towel as he went about drying himself off. He heard voices from the living area of the hotel. Micha left the bathroom he was surprised to see Grisha holding Samuel by his shirt.

Grisha watched the sight of surprise slide over his face before it disappeared. He took note of his anger but didn't let it bother him. Grisha let it fuel the fire. He heard noise behind him as the shower stopped. Grisha was caught off guard wishing he had more time with Micha's so called boytoy. He felt the male push him away releasing him. Grisha stepped away from him as Micha came into the room.

Micha came into the room taking in the sight of Grisha toying with Samuel. He ran a hand through his hair. ”Hey Baby, I was just talking with your boytoy here. Perhaps he'd like to join us.” Grisha spoke teasing them both as he walked towards Micha grabbing him by the waist and pulling him closer by the waist grabbing his a**. He could feel the tightness in Micha as he held onto him.